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Not Another Halloween Story	By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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So, I just couldn’t help myself. I had to write a Halloween story. It’s not exactly fluffy and romantic like most costume/masquerade stories, but I think it suits them better. Them being Seto/Jou. I need to write something Jou isn’t in, forreal. Maybe something with Mai and Isis, because it’s a really random pairing that makes no sense yet perfect sense. Just a thought. And a nice break from all the yaoi. A little girl on girl never hurt anybody!
Song mentioned is “Give It To You” by Robin Thicke. Love this song, it’s catchy as hell.
And of course, I own nothing. It would be one messed up show if I did.
Read and review please, I love critique. Flames kinda ruin my mood but whatever. If you hate it that much I guess you have the right to let me know.
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Jonouchi Katsuya was on a mission. A mission to get laid. Not a very noble mission, but a mission nonetheless. It seemed like everyone was getting action but him! Yami and Yugi had hooked up, Bakura and Ryou had followed suit, Marik and Malik had been getting it on for ages, and even Honda was getting some from Ryuji! Shit, at this rate Anzu would be getting more ass than him. The only problem was that he wasn’t sure how to accomplish his goal. Obviously if someone wanted in his pants he’d be aware of it, so he needed to branch out and try to find someone new. And the big upcoming Halloween bash was the perfect place to do so. Costumes, alcohol, dirty dancing, and candy….sounding like a recipe for finding a piece of ass to him. Bonus that since he was dressing up no one would know it was him, so pulling off a one-night stand seemed like it would be pretty easy. The only problem was this said bash was at Kaiba’s mansion, as it was every year. Mokuba made it a point to invite him and all of his friends every year since they saved him from Pegasus, and every year Jou had avoided it like the plague. Why? Because Kaiba himself would be there!
Most everyone who knew Jou would describe him as easy going and easy to get along with. But such was not the case when it came to Kaiba. Kaiba infuriated him to no end with his sneers, insults, and arrogant smirks. The guy thought he was a god or something! It pissed Jou off to no end that Kaiba always treated him like he was trash. He might be poor, but he was not trash! So what if Kaiba might be a better duelist, or that he was filthy stinking rich, or that he was a genius, or that he owned a company? That didn’t mean he had to be such an ass! But Jou could clearly see why it gave him an ego bigger than the tower in which he worked from. Maybe he should fuck Kaiba and put him in his place…oh whoa. Where had THAT thought come from? Why would he want to fuck Kaiba of all people? Sure, he was pretty damn hot, but he was a bastard! Not to mention Jou had developed a small crush on the CEO. Maybe not small, but a crush nonetheless.Why must he be so hot? Shaking his head to clear away such horrid thoughts, Jou focused on the task at hand: finding the perfect costume. He didn’t really want anyone to know it was him, so he figured something with a mask was in order, and that he’d have to do something with the mess of tangles on his head that is better known as hair.
All of his happily sexually active friends were doing their own costume shopping, but he had declined joining them. Feeling like the 11^th wheel was not his idea of a good time, and besides, he really didn’t want anyone to know he was going. And he wanted to remain anonymous at the party as well, so all of his friends seeing him pick out his costume would kill that chance! Sure, if he ran into them there he’d let them know it was him and hang out, but not enough to distract him from his mission. He was a teenager, damnit! And teenagers were supposed to be promiscuous! And he wouldn’t resort to such middle school methods as jacking off to porn to relieve himself. If Honda could get laid, he could. Honda wasn’t even that cute and snagged one of the hottest guys in school. He was a good catch, right? He was a decent duelist, blonde, in good shape, and not an asshole. Surely that qualified him to appeal enough to someone out there?
Finally, with his costume picked out, Jou decided he couldn’t wait for the upcoming party. And prayed to whoever was up there that Kaiba Seto didn’t recognize him. How was he supposed to attract someone if Kaiba was going on about ‘bowing to his master’ and how he was a ‘mutt’ and what not? Heh, maybe Kaiba was the one who needed to get laid….and if he played his cards right, he’d be the one to do it.
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The day had approached: Halloween. The day Jonouchi planned on having a stellar one night stand with a costumed cutie. Girl or guy, he didn’t care. As long as they were hot. And not a complete bitch/asshole. Maybe if they were nice they could start a relationship and he wouldn’t be the odd man out anymore. He’d have someone to go on dates with, someone to cuddle with, someone to fuck on a whim, and most importantly, someone to love. Being lonely sucked pretty big balls in his opinion. There were even heard rumors of Anzu and Mai talking and going to tonight’s party together, so he really was going to be out-assed by all of his friends. And with all his friends constantly going on dates, he was forced to be alone way too much for his liking. The result was finished homework and improving grades, so maybe in a way it was good. He had actually made an A on his last Chemistry exam as a result of more studying and homework time. Checking out his costume one last time, Jou headed for the door. No one would recognize him in this!
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Kaiba Seto was on a mission. Avoiding the party being held in his mansion at all costs. But alas, his mission had failed spectacularly. Mokuba and his chibi-eyes was really a dangerous thing. They were probably more effective than his eat-shit-and-die glare that he was so fond of. So here he was, all dressed up, drinking a dry martini, and completely bored. The music was irritatingly loud, and he had had to fight many a slut who wanted to dance. His costume was a pretty good disguise so his usual look at me and die aura must have lost its potency. Many at this point are probably wondering what the great Kaiba Seto decided to dress up as, so let it be revealed. He was done up as Skull Dice. Why? It kept most of his face hidden and allowed him to wear solid black. And no one would think to look for him dressed up as a card from the mutt’s deck. His intensely sapphire eyes scanned the party, spotting said mutt’s friend immediately. Yami and Yugi were dressed as a pharaoh and his slave. How creative. Bakura and Ryou had chosen to dress up as Phantom and Christine. Now that actually was creative. The two Egyptians had opted to go as Dark Magician and Dark Magician Girl. And Honda and Otogi were dressed as Batman and Robin, which just puzzled him. Honda so did not have the body to pull off Batman. He even saw Anzu and Mai, both dressed as a Harpy Lady. The only one missing was the mutt himself.
Next his gaze traveled to the dance floor, or as he recognized, the source for the migraine inducing music. Huh, he thought, someone dressed as Kaibaman. Only difference was he hadn’t bothered with a wig and had shoulder length blonde hair. Kaibaman was currently dancing with some shameless sluts. Whoever he was, he was actually fairly mesmerizing to watch. He found it rather ironic that someone dressed as Kaibaman had shown up to a party at Kaiba’s house, and gave them credit because it must have taken some balls. The guy moved with sensuous fluidity, white trench coat fluttering around him as he twirled and writhed to the beat. Was it bad that he was getting turned on by a guy basically dressed up as himself? He figured if he was going to be forced to this party the least he could get out of it was some ass, and judging by the tight clothes of the mystery guy, he had a hot body to match up with his erotic dancing. And he always had a thing for blondes. A certain loud-mouthed blonde, to be exact, but this guy would have to do.
Yes, Kaiba Seto had a bit of an infatuation with one Jonouchi Katsuya. Why? If he knew that he would make the infuriating attraction disappear! It wasn’t his fault the mutt was so damn fine, with his easy smile and tight little ass. Blinking as though it would make the sudden images of Jou that flashed through his mind go away, Kaiba focused on the blonde dancing away not too far from him. He saw some skank grab his hand and drag him towards the bar he was residing at, attempting to smile in a seductive manner, but she was so drunk it didn’t quite work out for her.
“What’s your name cutie?” her slurred voice asked when they stopped beside him.
“Don’t worry about it,” came the blonde’s reply as he ordered a shot, and her a water.
“Hey, I wanna shot!” she whined, and the blonde sighed.
“Girl, you’re plastered. On more and you’ll be puking the rest of the night,” he said, obviously frustrated, and his gaze drifted over to Kaiba, and Kaiba couldn’t make out his features too well because of the headpiece the other war. He looked even better up close, though, from what he could tell, and from the smirk he was wearing, he was appreciating Kaiba right back.
The girl, who was dressed as what was a nurse in a porno would wear, latched onto the blonde’s arm and whispered something in his ear that made the boy cringe.
“Hun, I don’t think my boyfriend would appreciate that, he’s right beside us you know,” and Kaiba looked around, seeing no one but himself beside the couple. It dawned on him that the blonde was saying he was his boyfriend in order to get the skank to go away. He could either play along or be an asshole. While usually the only option for him was to be an asshole, he did want to get laid, so he decided to play along if needed.
“You’re gay? What the fuck?!” the girl practically screeched before shooting Kaiba an extremely unfocused glare and stalking off, causing the other to sigh in relief.
“Thanks, man. I owe you one,” he smiled sheepishly, downing his shot.
“Then I’ll take a dance as payment,” Kaiba replied, grabbing the mystery man’s hand and leading him to the cause of his forgotten headache. He wanted to feel that hot body grinding his. He was definitely going to get a piece of that ass tonight if it killed him.
A new song started as the couple began their dance, hands low on each other’s hips, practically grabbing each other’s ass in the process, neither of them minding very much. Kaiba felt a little frustrated he couldn’t look this mystery person in the eye. All he knew was that they were blonde and incredible sexy. Something about them seemed familiar though, but he couldn’t place it. Maybe it was the hair, which was like a pretty, well-kept version of the mutt’s unruly tangle of hair. It didn’t matter, seeing as this was only to be an anonymous one stand in the first place. The song had a catchy, suggestive beat, which matched with their sensuous and very suggestive dancing. If it could be called dancing, it was truly more like having sex with clothes on than anything else.
“Hey, girl, you know you looking so damn fly. You looking like you fell from the sky. You know you make a grown man cry,” it registered to Kaiba’s lust-ridden brain that the blonde was singing in his ear to the song they danced to. And his voice wasn’t half-bad, either.
“I want to give it to you, through the night, and make everything you fantasize, come true, yeah baby, I’ll make you so, so, so amazing, I’ll give it to you,” the smooth voice sang, the liquor-warmed breath hitting his ear and making him shudder from the feeling. At least now he knew his mystery man was on his same page.
This continued, the erotic dancing and serenade, until finally the song ended, and his counterpart tugged his hand to lead him away from the crowd.
“I’d say it’s time to go somewhere a bit more secluded, don’t you? I’m sure this big ass house has more than one place we can end up,” he grinned, heading for the staircase at the end of the room.
“Yeah, you’re right. If this place has a third floor I doubt anyone else will have made it up there yet,’ Kaiba replied, decided that acting like he wasn’t the mansion’s owner was a good way to go. He wasn’t exactly keen on the other knowing that Kaiba Seto did such things as one night stands with complete strangers. Or even worse, that he was a massive uke. He shuddered to think what would happen if that news ever made it out. He couldn’t help it though. After running a company, dominating school, and playing father to his brother all day, the last thing he wanted to do was have to lead a lover too. It was much more relieving to let them take the reins. And whoever this guy was, he was not sending off submissive vibes, so it looked like everything was working out in his favor.
“Good point blue eyes. It does seem like the second floor is a little occupied,” he snickered as they passed a door and heard a particular loud moan. Also, Kaiba knew on the third floor he kept a room that was nicely equipped for escapades such as these. He preferred his sex anonymous and a little on the kinky side, not that there’s anything wrong with that. Running a company doesn’t exactly leave time for relationships, and most people pissed him off anyway so he didn’t bother with dating and the like. Most people were just after his money anyways. But since that guy didn’t even know who he was, he knew he wasn’t sleeping with just for the chance to be a kept man or for Kaiba to play the part of sugar daddy.
Finally, after navigating through the dark mansion and away from the noise that was the party, the two arrived at their destination and made their way inside. He heard his companion snicker.
“Figures Kaiba is a sex freak,” he said as he examined a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.
“You know Seto Kaiba?” Kaiba asked, curious as to what this stranger had to say about him.
“Who doesn’t know him? The guy doesn’t believe in keeping a low profile,” he replied, exploring the bedroom even further, this time pulling out a ball gag and a very impressive vibrator, whistling in appreciation.
“Guess you’re right,” Kaiba replied, knowing that much was true. He knew how to make an entrance and knew how to keep all eyes on him. Especially Jonouchi. He made sure the mutt always looked at him, even if it was a spiteful glare. Quickly he shook his head. Thinking about the mutt before he got laid was putting some images in his head he wasn’t sure if he wanted there or not.
“So, how you wanna do this? We got a lot to work with here and I’m down for anything you are, blue eyes,” the blonde said, wrapping his arms around Kaiba’s lithe waist and pulling him close, his voice low and suggestive.
“Whatever I want?” he asked, making a move to push off the other’s trench coat that was so much like his own Battle City one, and the move was reciprocated as he felt his own cape falling away.
“Take too long deciding and I’m going to just get those handcuffs, lock you up, throw you down, and fuck you,” he warned, biting at his ear lobe harshly and then licking it as if to soothe it after his rough treatment eliciting a groan from Kaiba.
“That sounds good to me,” he smirked. Actually, that sound rather nice, and he was very turned on at the prospect. Not to mention he loved it when people messed with his ears. They were quite sensitive. As soon as he said that he felt himself being yanked down into a bruising kiss and hands immediately going to the hem of his black shirt in an effort to remove it. This guy apparently didn’t like to waste time, which was perfectly fine with the dragon master. He kissed back with vigor and made quick work of the blonde’s shirt in return. Then the two were both shirtless and making out, tongues and teeth clashing in their fervor, hands roaming with earnest, and various grunts and groans soon filled the room. At some point Seto realized his hands had been maneuvered behind his back and he heard the metallic clink of handcuffs snapping shut and he was roughly shoved onto the bed, and was quickly straddled as the blonde kept up his ‘assault’.
So far so good, he thought. This blonde seemed completely confident in what he was doing, and he had a feeling he was going to covered in hickeys at the way the other kept sucking and biting at his neck. Not that he minded. His school uniform had a high collar so the hickey being formed on his collarbone would be well hidden, as well as the one made previously on the side of his neck.
“You have perfect skin, blue eyes, so pale and so soft, but it doesn’t compare to your eyes at all,” he heard the other murmur against his skin as his fingers lightly grazed down his sides, causing him to shiver at the light caress. Not only did he like his little pet name, he actually smiled at the honest compliment. No one had ever bothered to do that before. It was then he realized those hands had moved down to his pants, and were working at undoing the button. Soon Seto’s pants were off and his lover’s mouth was making its way down his body, kissing, sucking, and biting all the way. It felt damn good, too, especially when that exploratory mouth stopped on his nipples and decided to torture them for a minute. His body arched and he let out what he decided was a pathetically uke moan at the contact. At that moment he wished those handcuffs were off so he could touch that magnificent body that was above him. This guy was a tease, touching him everywhere but where he wanted to be touched. Currently his hands were tracing mindless patterns on his hips and thighs, getting dangerously close to but never actually touching his erection. It was getting quite frustrating, and he bucked his hips up to give the other the hint.
“Impatient, aren’t we? I’ll get you off when I’m good and damned well ready too,” the blonde muttered as he worked on leaving a hickey on his side. When he accomplished that he dragged his tongue down Kaiba’s abdomen, pausing to dip it into his navel, his hands continuing their teasing ministrations. When Kaiba was almost to the point of begging, his partner finally gave his penis a lick from base to tip, swirling his talented tongue around the tip with expert ease. Obviously, this was not his first time doing this. Kaiba sighed in relief and pleasure, and let a keening moan at the feelings coursing through his body caused by the other’s mouth. He wasn’t deep throating him or anything, but still sucking enough to envelope him with the feeling of warm and wet heat and using his hands to play with what he couldn’t fit in his mouth. It was absolute bliss.
He would’ve thrust his hips up to feel more of that wondrous mouth, but a hand firmly held his hips down with almost bruising force. The insurmountable pleasure couldn’t last forever though, as much as it wished it would. A tightening inside his lower body let Kaiba know he would soon orgasm, and his once low groans and moans had become louder and more drawn out. Yes, Kaiba Seto moaned like a porn star, something that has always irked him to no end. He was always in control of his reactions and emotions in every other situation, but when he was in bed with someone he let it all go and lost himself in the sensations. He would probably never see this particular lover past this night, and they didn’t know who he was anyway, so felt comfortable in his actions and responses. It was refreshing to be able to let go of his hardened exterior every once in a while and just let go. So, with a particularly loud shout, he came with an intensity he wasn’t accustomed to. This guy was damn good at giving head, after all.
“I’m glad I’m on top, that thing would rip me in two,” his partner replied after swallowing his release, casually wiping his mouth to rid himself of some that had managed to escape his lips. Seto couldn’t help but smirk. He was well aware of how well he was endowed he was, after all. The few girls he had been with had complained about it, actually. Always a good ego stroke to be appreciated like that. He watched as the blonde wriggled his way out of his pants to fully reveal himself to Seto. Shit, he was sure that he was going to be the one ripped in two. That guy was packing his own impressive package. Also, he noted, that this guy was a natural blonde. Truly a rare thing, in itself.
“Should I use a condom? You got any diseases I should know about?” he asked Seto casually. He appreciated how nonchalant the other was being about the situation. It was keeping things from getting too awkward or personal.
“I don’t, do you?” he asked back. The other smiled and shook his head.
“I’ll nix that idea then. And I’ve decided to go with the vanilla lube. This shit smells good!” he exclaimed, coating three fingers as he kissed Seto on the lips, his tongue playing flicking his lips. The kiss distracted him from the fact one of those fingers had found its way to his entrance and had prodded right in none too slowly. Kaiba forced himself to relax, knowing that it would hurt like a bitch if he tensed up. Finding that Kaiba had relaxed, the blonde added another finger and began his search for the spot he knew would make Kaiba writhe and moan like a wanton slut. It didn’t take very long before Kaiba was arching his back and gasping at the blinding pleasure of his prostrate being struck. A third finger was added and that spot struck again and again until Kaiba was a quivering, moaning mess. Then the fingers disappeared and Seto felt disappointed. It was feeling so damn good, but he remembered it would feel even better when the blond actually fucked him. And judging from the large intrusion he felt, was starting now.
“Holy fuck you are tight!” the blonde exclaimed when he was fully inside Kaiba and had stopped to let the other relax and get used to him, waiting for a signal to continue. Once again Kaiba appreciated the other’s flippant attitude. The entire atmosphere of their sex was light and carefree, overall relaxed.
“Are you going to fuck me or what?” was Seto’s not so subtle signal that it was okay for the blonde to continue.
“You must want it rough, talking like that. Don’t worry, I’ll give it to you like that. If slow and steady’s what you want, too bad blue eyes,” he smirked when he said this, snapping his hips forward with a great intensity, hitting Seto’s prostrate dead on, which in turn caused Seto to shout out a rather loud obscenity in appreciation. After that, the only sounds were moans, groans, and a few choice words that would have made a sailor blush as the two had almost frantic sex. Seto’s legs had somehow ended up pushed to his upper body and both were blinded by the white-hot pleasure they were experiencing. Seto decided right before his second orgasm his that this was probably the best sex he had ever experienced. The brunet came first, practically roaring as he did so. Instead of a moan, the blonde came with a shout of “FUCK!” Both were panting after they finished, and the mystery partner pulled out and flopped on the bed beside Seto, sighing in contentment.
“Want those cuffs off? Your wrists are probably bruised as shit,” he broke the silence, and Seto nodded, still not able to speak. Truthfully, his arms were about to fall asleep from being trapped under his back the whole time, not to mention it was uncomfortable to have them digging into his back. He sat up to let his arms be freed, and when that was done, he immediately collapsed back on the bed. He noticed the blonde had got up and was rummaging through a trench coat pocket. Out of that pocket he produced a pack of cigarettes and promptly lit one up and offered one to Seto by way of holding out his pack. Another secret of Seto’s; he was a smoker. So he took a cigarette and lit it with the lighter his partner passed to him. The two smoke in a comfortable silence until a phone went off, blaring a rock song. Once again the blonde rummaged through his trench coat until he pulled out a cell phone.
“What do you want asshole?” he answered rudely, and Seto wondered who was calling his current lover to illicit such a greeting.
“What, whore number 535 didn’t work out so you need me home to play drinking buddy?” he asked, but there was no malice in his voice, just amusement.
“Yeah, yeah okay ya jerk. I’m coming home. Have a joint and three shots of Jack waiting. See ya in a few,” he said as he ended the conversation.
“Hate to fuck and run, but my old man needs a therapy session so I gotta go. Hope to see ya again blue eyes,” he said cheerily as he quickly dressed, shooting a peace sign before he finally made his exit, leaving Seto alone with his thoughts. Two thoughts rang out the clearest.
Who was this sex god blonde? And why did he seem so damn familiar?
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I think anyone with half a brain knows who the blonde Kaibaman is, but when will Seto figure it out? And will the blonde figure out who Seto is? What’s going to come from all of this? Find out next chapter….R&R!
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